Op, you are me 8 years ago.
had been married for about 13 years with him for 15 and had 2 kids.
Started with conspiracy theories fairly mainstream ones. Then more odd ones. Then flat earth stuff and how the lizards really rule the world. He started prepping. Buying gold and silver. He became paranoid. At one point he was convinced I was smoking, really randomly and they claimed he found a receipt for cigs in my pocket. When I got it out it was for petrol. Then he was accusing me of cheating and going through my phone, sitting outside the car park where I work. He once Eve admitted to following a woman down the ring road for miles, who came out of work in a similar car. When I got home he broke down and told me how he pulled up at some lights jumped out of his car and ran up to her car, scaring her and it wasn’t even me. He went to counselling, it made him worse. He told her his pov about why he thought I was cheating. It made him more bold. Because he had told her a pack of lies that she bought and was advising him on how to get me to open up and be hinest about my deceitful behaviour, which was all his own lies. He was so convinced it was the truth, he would tell me what she said and when I pointed out it was a lie he had a look on his face like he momentarily woke up.
He became more and more aggressive. Got us in more and more debt. I tried and tried to help him until it nearly destroyed me. It ended with me taking the kids and fleeing in the middle of the night. We slept on a friends sofa for 9 months while I got the money together to house us. At the beginning of the pandemic the kids chose not to see him anymore. The last time they saw him he was talking about going out looking for 5g towers to burn down.
He has tried to take loans out in our dds name (now an adult).
After I left, more debt was discovered and it took me until 2021 to pay the debt off. But my career took off. The kids, after therapy, are happy. Dd is at uni, ds is doing well in school. We haven’t seen their dad or heard from him for a while. His Dad keeps in touch with my Dad and is heart broken over what’s gone on.
i am not the same person i was. I have had a long term relationship. But emotionally, I don’t think I will ever be able have a proper relationship again. I can’t open up. I can’t trust anyone or depend on them. I think I am a bit broken. I still miss the man I married. He doesn’t exist anymore. That man. The man he was, amazing. And he isn’t there.
i wish I had left before I nearly killed myself trying to get him back.